NOTE: The following is a work I thought relevent to post here; if I can't post it at the Ultimate Metal Forum philosophy forum, where can I post it? Nietzsche needed a reply.
The Book of Ferro
As recorded by Narziss, rc
Introduction
Ferro was a legendary philosopher-wolf from the endless Tundra of the frozen North who stared into Sol with one eye until he went mad, and, half-blinded in retinal darkness and half-blinded with snowglare, wandered into a human explorers encampment. Hearing fine song from a female voice he became consumed with fascinated lust for a human woman and sought to become as man in order to marry her. He learned to talk, walk through fire, and recognise veracious books by smell alone, yet she rebuked him. He finally sought to walk as she did, that he might meet her face to face. Horrified, she fled from him, and over many moons he chased her indefatigably to the sweltering South, where, at last, he was caught by her distant kinfolk and tortured to death on her command, called the most godless of all beasts. They used implements on his senses and organs, leaving only his jaws and tongue that he may continue to blaspheme to the maximum that he may be damned to the deepest depths of Hell. Before he died he spoke these words, which I, a humble missionary, recorded faithfully and compiled into the book now before you.
This work may be among the most politically taboo in existence today, though perhaps others still exist somewhere of still greater blasphemy against the vox populi. It is, indeed, for the Racially Correct (s t o r m f r o n t.org/forum/showthread.php?t=337218) alone. Whether it inspires you that, as per Friedrich Schiller, we were born for that which is better, or proves merely a wry curiosity, the author no doubt would have wished that it at least serves as an interesting read. Note this book is not of the ravings of an antichrist, nor an amendment to the Bible, but a work of poetic defiance in the form of a series of one hundred six maxims and hypotheses that stands alone, or, if you prefer, as the first book of a New Testament for benightened Platonic Nietzscheans. As some have memorably said unwitting to the significance of their own words, Nature bats last.
The book is arranged according to the nine kinds of pathos and, by implication, their corresponding antipathos. These appeared to have been associated in Ferros mind with a kind of nine-fold legionary force, each specialising in a different kind of love (pathos/antipathos) and so each with its own wisdom on the nature of spiritual warfare and the fight to save Western Civilisation from self-inflicted perdition. Below is a table of these legionary associations and their mottos.
CHAPTER LOVE KIND ...LEGION MOTTO
One ..Infernos (rage) Black Legion Know Only Battle The Path of Battle
Two ..Eros (fury) Red Legion ..Swords Path: Glory The Path of Glory
Three ...Charis (malice) Green Legion..For the Good of All ..The Path of Order
Four ..Agape (hatred)...Blue Legion ..Duty Binds Us All .The Path of Duty
Five ..Philios (anger) Silver Legion .For An Honour Greater Than Ourselves..The Path of Honour
Six Storgos (wrath)...Gold Legion ..For the Good of Our People, We Lend Ourselves To Battle The Path of Justice
Seven ..Divinos (vengeance) White Legion .Truth The Path of Truth
Eight Romanos (repugnance)...Bronze Legion .Alien Synthesis .The Path of Romance
Nine .Ecstatos (dislike) ..Pink Legion .Love thine enemy, then kick his ass ..The Path of Adventure
In good faith,
Narziss, rc
Chapter I Infernos
1:1
No greater malice hath any man, than he who cutteth out the tongue of his brother!
1:2
Know three things for opened eyes: Pain is the ultimate reality; War is the proper condition of mankind; and Agapic reconciliation of ones bestial Ego to worshipping ones mind grants ever-increasable power to pervert the breaking despair, keen terror, and horrible lament of the first two things of which experience proper fools and better kinds of children know as delight.
1:3
Blood within is in infernal darkness, blood released properly is beautiful to the Fighter, and nowhere more beautiful than when spilled on white flesh. Why else is Horror a chiefly white genre of art? If you live, you win sight of the shining blue eyes of your beloved, and if you die righteously, your comrades will weep at your pulchritude and honour you as higher than their wives. Whence then your dislike at your own death, or repugnance at the righteous deaths of your beloved comrades, O Fighter?
1:4
In the grim darkness of the Future there is only War!
Chapter II Eros
2:1
Coming to know thine enemy in a just war, whether through the tongues and ears or through firearms and P.O.W. camps, and, so, having him discover gently your superior purity of essence, and so crumble, there is no higher martial glory.
2:2
An enemys flesh is the Eucharist of War, enemy materiel its wedding cake. Thus, the highest Rule of Engagement is this: do as thou needest to win, but do it in good taste, lest ye perish in the black flame of evil malice.
2:3
There is no shame among comrades, and guilt is to be interrogated Socratically unto its death.
2:4
Know when to suck up some blame; a perfectly spotless soldier disrespects his Sergeant and endangers the Platoon with his imagined brilliance.
2:5
The love between Fighters is called noble charis or divine comradely love. A Fighter possessed of charis will do anything whatsoever to help his comrades, so long as he knows it serves a higher goal under Agapic Reason: split ammo, learn Leibnizian Calculus, use his last drop of canteen water, eat dung, hack off his own arm, walk into machinegun fire, give himself up to be tortured, dive on an activated grenade, forsake battle to work a drudge job back home, seduce an enemy for the sake of gaining vital information, mercy-kill a fellow, mortally-wounded Fighter gone insane with pain and with no hope of pain relief, eat the flesh of his dead comrades to survive and feed them his flesh if need be, sleep huddled together for warmth, massage aching muscles, wait without argument, jest efficaciously in the midst of strife, and listen to what needs to be said by someone confused or in pain ANYTHING if such a thing serves an intelligible cognitive purpose compatible with Agapic respect for human life and compassion for all things.
2:6
Hitler failed not because his heart wasnt in the right place, but because his eyes werent blue enough.
Chapter III Charis
3:1
There is no such thing as irrationality, randomness, happening for no reason, or truly chaotic. Purge your mind of such superstitious rubbish that destroys your cognition, and warfare can never be a fearful gamble, only a calculated risk entered into by the clear-thinking.
3:2
Disciplined obedience to Natural Law as discovered through Agapic Reason, is the only freedom worth having. Let your flesh have its fun only where the light of this Law has not yet fallen, and even then do so with care lest you suffer unwise addictions, or worse.
3:3
Learn to use your tongue with more grace than your pistol, for without truthful and polite words in lulls in battle (peace), there can be no spiritual growth, and so battle becomes worthless as a relief from evil.
3:4
In battle, care for you enemy as you would herd the livestock were you a faithful cattle dog: An incapacitated enemy counts as three kills, for two men will be needed to rescue him. When they are up against a wall that you dont need, let them escape with their skins knowing your overwhelming mercifulness. Kill as many as you have to, but honour their banner, that they may be reduced by your purity. And when they grow weary, retreat some and send a gift of clean drink and meat, proving your compassionate self-confidence. Give them just enough sleep to let them retain their fearfulness.
3:5
If any man cry your mercy and surrender, disarm and bind him and give him clean provisions enough to refresh him some, and ask in Agape after his condition and family. He may prove useful as a turncoat, and, if not, will provide an audience for your dignity. If a crowd comes to take advantage of your magnanimousness, disabuse them of the wisdom of their strategy.
Chapter IV Agape
4:1
She who is not absolutely truthful in will, thought, and expression regardless of others lust to be deceived, is no Mentat.
4:2
She who is not dedicated to cognition (Reason/Agape) above lesser emotions and logic, is no Mentat.
4:3
She who has no experience of Agape or joyful tears resulting from loving, rational discovery, is no Mentat.
4:4
She who does not grasp the mighty tradition of Classical Humanism into her breast, is no Mentat.
4:5
She who accepts, in principle, any rule, law, or custom not based on her own knowledge of truthful universal physical principle, lacks proper perversity, and, so, is no Mentat.
4:6
She who balks at exploring the Mythic mind will never attain to anticlassical cognition as the predicate to the subject of classical, and, so, is no Mentat.
4:7
She who does not profoundly envy the mind of the opposite sex, is no Mentat.
4:8
She whose body doth not come to worship her mind as lover, Lord, and Christ, and so suffer that minds gifts of charis-ecstatos-infernos, as if falling in love with herself, is no Mentat.
4:9
She who harbours not within her head, heart, and belly unspeakable hatred for suffering, ugliness, and falsehood the world as it is, and her flesh within it is no Mentat.
4:10
She who Agapes not the unified creative potentiality of the universe in whose cognitive image she is made, is no Mentat.
4:11
She who Agapes not other humans as herself, is no Mentat.
4:12
She who lacks mother-like compassion for all creation whatsoever, is no Mentat.
4:13
She whose curiosity is satiable in principle, is no Mentat.
4:14
She who realises and accepts not her own cognitively self-discovered cognitive identity in terms of her humanity, historical era, climate, mental sex, race, nationality, fleshly sex, and natural talent specialisations, is no Mentat.
Chapter V Philios
5:1
Do not trust them, they are aliens.
5:2
But respect them, for an enemy not respected is one too easily underestimated.
5:3
Their pain is as if your fault, and your responsibility, now; there are no spare parts in the universe, and everything not immediately redeemable is as a valued herd belonging to another, honourable mans sietch, but which has escaped and gone wild with futile passions defend yourself, but herd them back to their master, who will know you as his equal and take wonder at your goodness.
5:4
In a doubtful war, the honourable Fighter obeys his conscience above his leaders, the higher up the chain of command the orders come from. If he does not, what base bullet-catcher is he?
5:5
If your comrade is dying, and has kept his honour, give him his weapon and comfort him with the most ameliorating truths, and touch him, and when he dies kiss his forehead and close his eyes. Without this, your flesh will be betrayed of goodbye and his mind will be wounded.
5:6
Never respect a gun pointed at you.
5:7
Pray: Long live the Fighters!
Chapter VI Storgos
6:1
Never fail to respond to a challenge, unless not responding is the bigger insult.
6:2
When pressed, warn. When backed into a corner, convey the blackest possible look. If then you are attacked, cash the cheque.
6:3
The Mentat is she who, obsessed with knowing her own mind to the point of grotesque vanity, overcomes all fleshly bias by discovering the perfect principle of perfecting religion, and, in the process, becomes a Fremen a free human in the universe, unbounded by bodily shame or guilt irreversibly addicted to the noble spice melance of truthful ideas.
6:4
Fremenism is the proper condition of all men, regardless of race or sex. Mentathood is the method whereby Fremenism will conquer the universe.
6:5
If the children are threatened directly, ignore everything else in this book.
6:6
If your wife is threatened directly, ignore 6:5 she can make more.
6:7
Know that you who pretend to stewardship over even a part of your race are a selfish bastard who will arouse painful antipathy against yourself from your own loved ones. They are as fine china and Faberge eggs be gentle, for Gods sake.
6:8
Treat the Holy Bible like it were contact LSD. Tread carefully, then!
6:9
God is a necessary hypothesis, but not a necessary belief. Find a concrete spiritual universal who conveys to you the epitome of Agape (and, so, Reason) to love as a role model who is as if the sole descendent of God. I recommend Jesus Christ; your mileage may vary.
6:10
Never forget the face of your Father, or you are no Fighter.
6:11
Never forget the poignancy of your past; it is ill to lose when you learn, or bury when you discover.
6:12
My Fathers belly is bigger than the Buddhas.
Chapter VII Divinos
7:1
I think before acting, lest I suffer badly, that I may instead suffer gladly the will of the Lord, and, so suffering, delight.
7:2
Everyone is sexual. Sexuality permeates our entire being, and if you try to mentally deny it, your body will remember in an ugly fashion. Sex is sacred and thus most properly for heterosexual marriage. Do not sequester yourselves shamefully for its sake, for no action is ultimately or properly truly private in sietch. Make a firm token effort and your sietchmates will give you quiet and seclusion. If not, are you ashamed? Should you not hate them, or else leave?
7:3
Children orgasm; adolescents ejaculate; adults cum. The first is masturbation, the second, fucking, the third, making love. Go one higher and make love with your flesh subsumed to Agapic Reason and know your wife, together in rapture. Remember the potential for such things to exist when darkness and wet, cold times enfold you miserably.
7:4
Love your children big, big like the wind, that they know you will knocketh houses down to find them.
7:5
Trust not the Jew; rather, trust the Jews nature as it discloses itself to the watchful and honourable Fighter. In that respect he will be tame, and give you no trouble.
7:6
Any Fremen who knows the price, value, and meaning of freedom will arm his child, and train him well, and bless his gun, armour, boots, helmet, the locket of his sweetheart, and his tongue. If the child still burns for battle, let him go with a faithful salute, and do not cry but smile gladly: let that last be your best gift to him that he not forget the face of his smiling Dad.
7:7
Lust for War foremost among your mortal pleasures, knowing that the most delightful War is that where ones enemies may be lifted up again after falling, and become friendly without invading your sietch or displacing your race from its country childs play with plastic toy Cowboys & Indians. Reserve Malice only for the bedroom with your wife, as is meet.
7:8
Suffer your childrens faces to become beautiful on Christmas Day when their selfishness bites the bait of a wisely chosen gift that sends them over the Moon and causes them to know a little of why you would read a testament such as this.
7:9
We are white people, we were made for Winter. We are heralds of the White and torch-bearers for all humanity of the evolving ecumenical glory of the West. We possess at once the futurism of America, the Logoic hygiene of Germany, and the Mythic Romance of Britain. Bind this in our hearts under a crown of living steel Agapic Reason, and teach our flesh to worship our minds, and WE WILL PREVAIL!
Chapter VIII Romanos
8:1
If you would know your wife truly, in beauty rather than merely beastfucking, you must come to hate her flesh, and learn to negotiate with her in romanos your proper rape of her that she may likewise come to know you. And such is bliss.
8:2
Punish not your wifes flesh to scarring, that her love of malice be ever green.
8:3
And this is wisdom: All perfection of skill cometh through rape. Joy to those who come to loveth the personal gaining of skill! Woe to he who seeketh to force to beskill she who laments in fear of rape; none is more despicable than he.
8:4
Woe to the pedophile who looketh upon children before he be consumed by his own Agapic humanity. Mothers and Fathers, I speak to thee foremost!
8:5
Trusteth not the leader who doth not know what it means to fuck his mother.
8:6
Know that any man who harbours lust to self-consciously become his mother, is a witch and not to be tolerated in ones sietch without bondage, nor to be trusted as a comrade. Ye may try him through comprehensive mental probing to see if he be Racially Correct or no. No witch can endure absolute truthfulness; but they are slimy and crafty, and learn quickly, and will seek out your eyes best, then, to outnumber her where she cannot flee, if ye be profoundly confident and Agapic of the true man she liveth in and seeketh to devour. And know in humility that one is in you, too!
8:7
Have pity on your body, for it is terrified by your Agapic domination as a child in the clutches of Beria. It is a puppet to your will, and trembles with wailing fear. If you would come to know your flesh as a Fighter and not a rotten animal, you must become to it as Galadriel descending her staircase to bless the Fellowship, becoming its lover, Lord, and Christ the good master it comes to know and thereby in faith does it cleave to your side as your noble steed, attack dog, and unending font of hatred, a hatred also called hope.
8:8
Do not commit to lifelong celibacy, lest you deny your flesh its secret hope of ecstatic desire fulfilled, and in so doing strip it naked and wretched before the wondrous, erotic, emotional, and conceptual tortures its Lord inflicts upon it for Reason-Agapes sake. Instead, it is better to find it a wife who will be its concrete universal an image of its desires made flesh for it to reach out to at last. Beware! Marry a human woman who is useful and whose face will speak beauty in love, not a pretty Orc. And beware! Those who stray from heterosexuality ye enter grey mists of confusion and tempt seduction as by devouring beasts.
8:9
With romanos there is no shame in the marital bed . . . but close the fucking door, will ya?
Chapter IX Ecstatos
9:1
Take the hate out of hate crimes: do it with love! (Thanks, Baldy.)
9:2
I will do what I must do, in accordance with the chaptered pathos preceding,
9:3
For my Sietch,
9:4
For my Country,
9:5
For my Race,
9:6
For my Species,
9:7
For my World,
9:8
For a Good Time,
9:9
For, in the end, my Christ,
9:10
And for the most beautiful girl in the world;
9:11
Lo, I am become death, shatterer of worlds!
9:12
For the sake of the blue in her eyes!
9:13
Love thine enemy, then kick his ass.
9:14
When in doubt, whip it out.
9:15
When in a hole, stop digging.
9:16
Always remember this: Socrates fucked your grandma and theres nothing you can do about it!
9:17
Ritually donning the skin of an enemy is a nobly childlike thing to do. Bid you give him yours in return, for a playful time.
9:18
Boredom is a mental crime. Learn to be worthy of Capital Punishment.
9:19
Come, train with me, little brother. Im not in the mood, elder brother. Mood is for love, not fighting! - (Attacks.)
9:20
Water discipline: Only spit poison.
9:21
Sietchcraft: Inhale a foul odour through the nose and exhale through the mouth. It is natural to feel curious after ones home atmosphere, unnatural ordinarily to prefer tasting it by the inverse breathing method. If the rudeness is fell, mouth-breathe to shame the originator.
9:22
Desertcraft: All places outside your or your extended familys sealed and checked sietch are desert, and so when you shall not relax.
9:23
Water discipline: Breathing: This is proper, but not iron; train faithfully and your flesh will come to switch with easy effort; cultivate not fleshly ignorance, here: (1) In the desert, in through the mouth and out through the nose; (2) in your or your extended familys sealed and checked sietch, in through the nose and out through the mouth; (3) during mental exertion, in through the nose, out through the nose; (4) during bodily exertion, in through the mouth, out through the mouth; (5) during sex, in through the nose and mouth, out through the nose and mouth; (6) in a toxic environment, nothing, to the limits of ones ability to resist oxygen addiction and in proportion to the appraised harmfulness of the air.
9:24
Water discipline: If you face a 12-ounce drinking glass containing 6 ounces of dihydrogen oxide and 6 ounces of breathable air, drink the water and breathe the air. Then what will they call you?
9:25
Water discipline: Toilet: Brush your teeth where possible: they are your Whitest fleshly asset; but waste only your own sietchs water.
9:26
Water discipline: Learn to recycle piss in some manner; it is a sad end for a Fighter to die of thirst on an ocean planet.
9:27
Water discipline: If you have two quarts of potable water in the desert, drink them down at once leaving only a slosh in your canteen to wet your tongue and throat periodically that you may retain the power of speech. There is no water discipline: you will live just as long with all of it in you as you will nursing at it, and if it is in you you will better carry its weight.
9:28
Water discipline: When dehydrating, Fighter, if there be a woman who is nursing but is without her babies, eye her breasts respectfully and without voice. She may take pity on you. If so, avoid greed.
9:29
Water discipline: When starving, if there be another human likewise with you, and you find food, tithe him some. If a pack attacks you, gobble it all or else spoil it. If with a comrade, what should I tell you? So, you will retain and teach your polite humanity and purchase a portion of hopeful hate for the system that devours you.
9:30
Water discipline: Graffiti: If it be white enough to make your settlement prettier, pass it by unless it be on your property; if it be Orc-marks, point to it or glare if angry, and spit upon it if one feels water-fat and brave enough to give lesson to the nearby commoner and alien of who owns things for the public good; but, best of all, if you can find the time, scrub it off with soap and a rag that the little Orcs pissing in your settlements face be perpetually seen to be in vain.
9:31
Water discipline: Cry only out of Agape, and seek to hold and drink back even those tears, that your body may know grace and cry out for you in all battle.
9:32
Desertcraft: Wash your hand with any kind of sterile water after shaking hands with an alien. With a white, treat it as healthy dirt unless they look unwholesome.
9:33
Desertcraft: When on treacherous terrain, discover how to walk without rhythm.
9:34
Water discipline: Images are longed for by the insecure, words by the righteous. Know when to look away from the former, and when to insist upon the latter.
9:35
Water discipline: Everything is a word, whether met or uttered by your mind or body. Test it all in cognitive critique that you might see through the selfish lie.
9:36
Water discipline: One cannot shame a Fremen by sullying his uniform or face, or by putting anything whatever into him. A Fremen gladly smiles at the sight and feel of an enemy shaming himself, the Fremen knowing his own righteousness.
9:37
Water discipline: Water may be potable for drinking, sterile for washing, and ill, respectively. Know the difference and be no respecter of tastes when caught in the desert.
9:38
Desertcraft: When caught in an alien country, in the desert here or the far away, play the game unless you come to wage useful War. You would expect no less in turn.
9:39
Desertcraft: Do your best and dont worry.
9:40
O Mother! They have destroyed my corpse!
SINE DIE
The Book of Ferro
As recorded by Narziss, rc
Introduction
Ferro was a legendary philosopher-wolf from the endless Tundra of the frozen North who stared into Sol with one eye until he went mad, and, half-blinded in retinal darkness and half-blinded with snowglare, wandered into a human explorers encampment. Hearing fine song from a female voice he became consumed with fascinated lust for a human woman and sought to become as man in order to marry her. He learned to talk, walk through fire, and recognise veracious books by smell alone, yet she rebuked him. He finally sought to walk as she did, that he might meet her face to face. Horrified, she fled from him, and over many moons he chased her indefatigably to the sweltering South, where, at last, he was caught by her distant kinfolk and tortured to death on her command, called the most godless of all beasts. They used implements on his senses and organs, leaving only his jaws and tongue that he may continue to blaspheme to the maximum that he may be damned to the deepest depths of Hell. Before he died he spoke these words, which I, a humble missionary, recorded faithfully and compiled into the book now before you.
This work may be among the most politically taboo in existence today, though perhaps others still exist somewhere of still greater blasphemy against the vox populi. It is, indeed, for the Racially Correct (s t o r m f r o n t.org/forum/showthread.php?t=337218) alone. Whether it inspires you that, as per Friedrich Schiller, we were born for that which is better, or proves merely a wry curiosity, the author no doubt would have wished that it at least serves as an interesting read. Note this book is not of the ravings of an antichrist, nor an amendment to the Bible, but a work of poetic defiance in the form of a series of one hundred six maxims and hypotheses that stands alone, or, if you prefer, as the first book of a New Testament for benightened Platonic Nietzscheans. As some have memorably said unwitting to the significance of their own words, Nature bats last.
The book is arranged according to the nine kinds of pathos and, by implication, their corresponding antipathos. These appeared to have been associated in Ferros mind with a kind of nine-fold legionary force, each specialising in a different kind of love (pathos/antipathos) and so each with its own wisdom on the nature of spiritual warfare and the fight to save Western Civilisation from self-inflicted perdition. Below is a table of these legionary associations and their mottos.
CHAPTER LOVE KIND ...LEGION MOTTO
One ..Infernos (rage) Black Legion Know Only Battle The Path of Battle
Two ..Eros (fury) Red Legion ..Swords Path: Glory The Path of Glory
Three ...Charis (malice) Green Legion..For the Good of All ..The Path of Order
Four ..Agape (hatred)...Blue Legion ..Duty Binds Us All .The Path of Duty
Five ..Philios (anger) Silver Legion .For An Honour Greater Than Ourselves..The Path of Honour
Six Storgos (wrath)...Gold Legion ..For the Good of Our People, We Lend Ourselves To Battle The Path of Justice
Seven ..Divinos (vengeance) White Legion .Truth The Path of Truth
Eight Romanos (repugnance)...Bronze Legion .Alien Synthesis .The Path of Romance
Nine .Ecstatos (dislike) ..Pink Legion .Love thine enemy, then kick his ass ..The Path of Adventure
In good faith,
Narziss, rc
Chapter I Infernos
1:1
No greater malice hath any man, than he who cutteth out the tongue of his brother!
1:2
Know three things for opened eyes: Pain is the ultimate reality; War is the proper condition of mankind; and Agapic reconciliation of ones bestial Ego to worshipping ones mind grants ever-increasable power to pervert the breaking despair, keen terror, and horrible lament of the first two things of which experience proper fools and better kinds of children know as delight.
1:3
Blood within is in infernal darkness, blood released properly is beautiful to the Fighter, and nowhere more beautiful than when spilled on white flesh. Why else is Horror a chiefly white genre of art? If you live, you win sight of the shining blue eyes of your beloved, and if you die righteously, your comrades will weep at your pulchritude and honour you as higher than their wives. Whence then your dislike at your own death, or repugnance at the righteous deaths of your beloved comrades, O Fighter?
1:4
In the grim darkness of the Future there is only War!
Chapter II Eros
2:1
Coming to know thine enemy in a just war, whether through the tongues and ears or through firearms and P.O.W. camps, and, so, having him discover gently your superior purity of essence, and so crumble, there is no higher martial glory.
2:2
An enemys flesh is the Eucharist of War, enemy materiel its wedding cake. Thus, the highest Rule of Engagement is this: do as thou needest to win, but do it in good taste, lest ye perish in the black flame of evil malice.
2:3
There is no shame among comrades, and guilt is to be interrogated Socratically unto its death.
2:4
Know when to suck up some blame; a perfectly spotless soldier disrespects his Sergeant and endangers the Platoon with his imagined brilliance.
2:5
The love between Fighters is called noble charis or divine comradely love. A Fighter possessed of charis will do anything whatsoever to help his comrades, so long as he knows it serves a higher goal under Agapic Reason: split ammo, learn Leibnizian Calculus, use his last drop of canteen water, eat dung, hack off his own arm, walk into machinegun fire, give himself up to be tortured, dive on an activated grenade, forsake battle to work a drudge job back home, seduce an enemy for the sake of gaining vital information, mercy-kill a fellow, mortally-wounded Fighter gone insane with pain and with no hope of pain relief, eat the flesh of his dead comrades to survive and feed them his flesh if need be, sleep huddled together for warmth, massage aching muscles, wait without argument, jest efficaciously in the midst of strife, and listen to what needs to be said by someone confused or in pain ANYTHING if such a thing serves an intelligible cognitive purpose compatible with Agapic respect for human life and compassion for all things.
2:6
Hitler failed not because his heart wasnt in the right place, but because his eyes werent blue enough.
Chapter III Charis
3:1
There is no such thing as irrationality, randomness, happening for no reason, or truly chaotic. Purge your mind of such superstitious rubbish that destroys your cognition, and warfare can never be a fearful gamble, only a calculated risk entered into by the clear-thinking.
3:2
Disciplined obedience to Natural Law as discovered through Agapic Reason, is the only freedom worth having. Let your flesh have its fun only where the light of this Law has not yet fallen, and even then do so with care lest you suffer unwise addictions, or worse.
3:3
Learn to use your tongue with more grace than your pistol, for without truthful and polite words in lulls in battle (peace), there can be no spiritual growth, and so battle becomes worthless as a relief from evil.
3:4
In battle, care for you enemy as you would herd the livestock were you a faithful cattle dog: An incapacitated enemy counts as three kills, for two men will be needed to rescue him. When they are up against a wall that you dont need, let them escape with their skins knowing your overwhelming mercifulness. Kill as many as you have to, but honour their banner, that they may be reduced by your purity. And when they grow weary, retreat some and send a gift of clean drink and meat, proving your compassionate self-confidence. Give them just enough sleep to let them retain their fearfulness.
3:5
If any man cry your mercy and surrender, disarm and bind him and give him clean provisions enough to refresh him some, and ask in Agape after his condition and family. He may prove useful as a turncoat, and, if not, will provide an audience for your dignity. If a crowd comes to take advantage of your magnanimousness, disabuse them of the wisdom of their strategy.
Chapter IV Agape
4:1
She who is not absolutely truthful in will, thought, and expression regardless of others lust to be deceived, is no Mentat.
4:2
She who is not dedicated to cognition (Reason/Agape) above lesser emotions and logic, is no Mentat.
4:3
She who has no experience of Agape or joyful tears resulting from loving, rational discovery, is no Mentat.
4:4
She who does not grasp the mighty tradition of Classical Humanism into her breast, is no Mentat.
4:5
She who accepts, in principle, any rule, law, or custom not based on her own knowledge of truthful universal physical principle, lacks proper perversity, and, so, is no Mentat.
4:6
She who balks at exploring the Mythic mind will never attain to anticlassical cognition as the predicate to the subject of classical, and, so, is no Mentat.
4:7
She who does not profoundly envy the mind of the opposite sex, is no Mentat.
4:8
She whose body doth not come to worship her mind as lover, Lord, and Christ, and so suffer that minds gifts of charis-ecstatos-infernos, as if falling in love with herself, is no Mentat.
4:9
She who harbours not within her head, heart, and belly unspeakable hatred for suffering, ugliness, and falsehood the world as it is, and her flesh within it is no Mentat.
4:10
She who Agapes not the unified creative potentiality of the universe in whose cognitive image she is made, is no Mentat.
4:11
She who Agapes not other humans as herself, is no Mentat.
4:12
She who lacks mother-like compassion for all creation whatsoever, is no Mentat.
4:13
She whose curiosity is satiable in principle, is no Mentat.
4:14
She who realises and accepts not her own cognitively self-discovered cognitive identity in terms of her humanity, historical era, climate, mental sex, race, nationality, fleshly sex, and natural talent specialisations, is no Mentat.
Chapter V Philios
5:1
Do not trust them, they are aliens.
5:2
But respect them, for an enemy not respected is one too easily underestimated.
5:3
Their pain is as if your fault, and your responsibility, now; there are no spare parts in the universe, and everything not immediately redeemable is as a valued herd belonging to another, honourable mans sietch, but which has escaped and gone wild with futile passions defend yourself, but herd them back to their master, who will know you as his equal and take wonder at your goodness.
5:4
In a doubtful war, the honourable Fighter obeys his conscience above his leaders, the higher up the chain of command the orders come from. If he does not, what base bullet-catcher is he?
5:5
If your comrade is dying, and has kept his honour, give him his weapon and comfort him with the most ameliorating truths, and touch him, and when he dies kiss his forehead and close his eyes. Without this, your flesh will be betrayed of goodbye and his mind will be wounded.
5:6
Never respect a gun pointed at you.
5:7
Pray: Long live the Fighters!
Chapter VI Storgos
6:1
Never fail to respond to a challenge, unless not responding is the bigger insult.
6:2
When pressed, warn. When backed into a corner, convey the blackest possible look. If then you are attacked, cash the cheque.
6:3
The Mentat is she who, obsessed with knowing her own mind to the point of grotesque vanity, overcomes all fleshly bias by discovering the perfect principle of perfecting religion, and, in the process, becomes a Fremen a free human in the universe, unbounded by bodily shame or guilt irreversibly addicted to the noble spice melance of truthful ideas.
6:4
Fremenism is the proper condition of all men, regardless of race or sex. Mentathood is the method whereby Fremenism will conquer the universe.
6:5
If the children are threatened directly, ignore everything else in this book.
6:6
If your wife is threatened directly, ignore 6:5 she can make more.
6:7
Know that you who pretend to stewardship over even a part of your race are a selfish bastard who will arouse painful antipathy against yourself from your own loved ones. They are as fine china and Faberge eggs be gentle, for Gods sake.
6:8
Treat the Holy Bible like it were contact LSD. Tread carefully, then!
6:9
God is a necessary hypothesis, but not a necessary belief. Find a concrete spiritual universal who conveys to you the epitome of Agape (and, so, Reason) to love as a role model who is as if the sole descendent of God. I recommend Jesus Christ; your mileage may vary.
6:10
Never forget the face of your Father, or you are no Fighter.
6:11
Never forget the poignancy of your past; it is ill to lose when you learn, or bury when you discover.
6:12
My Fathers belly is bigger than the Buddhas.
Chapter VII Divinos
7:1
I think before acting, lest I suffer badly, that I may instead suffer gladly the will of the Lord, and, so suffering, delight.
7:2
Everyone is sexual. Sexuality permeates our entire being, and if you try to mentally deny it, your body will remember in an ugly fashion. Sex is sacred and thus most properly for heterosexual marriage. Do not sequester yourselves shamefully for its sake, for no action is ultimately or properly truly private in sietch. Make a firm token effort and your sietchmates will give you quiet and seclusion. If not, are you ashamed? Should you not hate them, or else leave?
7:3
Children orgasm; adolescents ejaculate; adults cum. The first is masturbation, the second, fucking, the third, making love. Go one higher and make love with your flesh subsumed to Agapic Reason and know your wife, together in rapture. Remember the potential for such things to exist when darkness and wet, cold times enfold you miserably.
7:4
Love your children big, big like the wind, that they know you will knocketh houses down to find them.
7:5
Trust not the Jew; rather, trust the Jews nature as it discloses itself to the watchful and honourable Fighter. In that respect he will be tame, and give you no trouble.
7:6
Any Fremen who knows the price, value, and meaning of freedom will arm his child, and train him well, and bless his gun, armour, boots, helmet, the locket of his sweetheart, and his tongue. If the child still burns for battle, let him go with a faithful salute, and do not cry but smile gladly: let that last be your best gift to him that he not forget the face of his smiling Dad.
7:7
Lust for War foremost among your mortal pleasures, knowing that the most delightful War is that where ones enemies may be lifted up again after falling, and become friendly without invading your sietch or displacing your race from its country childs play with plastic toy Cowboys & Indians. Reserve Malice only for the bedroom with your wife, as is meet.
7:8
Suffer your childrens faces to become beautiful on Christmas Day when their selfishness bites the bait of a wisely chosen gift that sends them over the Moon and causes them to know a little of why you would read a testament such as this.
7:9
We are white people, we were made for Winter. We are heralds of the White and torch-bearers for all humanity of the evolving ecumenical glory of the West. We possess at once the futurism of America, the Logoic hygiene of Germany, and the Mythic Romance of Britain. Bind this in our hearts under a crown of living steel Agapic Reason, and teach our flesh to worship our minds, and WE WILL PREVAIL!
Chapter VIII Romanos
8:1
If you would know your wife truly, in beauty rather than merely beastfucking, you must come to hate her flesh, and learn to negotiate with her in romanos your proper rape of her that she may likewise come to know you. And such is bliss.
8:2
Punish not your wifes flesh to scarring, that her love of malice be ever green.
8:3
And this is wisdom: All perfection of skill cometh through rape. Joy to those who come to loveth the personal gaining of skill! Woe to he who seeketh to force to beskill she who laments in fear of rape; none is more despicable than he.
8:4
Woe to the pedophile who looketh upon children before he be consumed by his own Agapic humanity. Mothers and Fathers, I speak to thee foremost!
8:5
Trusteth not the leader who doth not know what it means to fuck his mother.
8:6
Know that any man who harbours lust to self-consciously become his mother, is a witch and not to be tolerated in ones sietch without bondage, nor to be trusted as a comrade. Ye may try him through comprehensive mental probing to see if he be Racially Correct or no. No witch can endure absolute truthfulness; but they are slimy and crafty, and learn quickly, and will seek out your eyes best, then, to outnumber her where she cannot flee, if ye be profoundly confident and Agapic of the true man she liveth in and seeketh to devour. And know in humility that one is in you, too!
8:7
Have pity on your body, for it is terrified by your Agapic domination as a child in the clutches of Beria. It is a puppet to your will, and trembles with wailing fear. If you would come to know your flesh as a Fighter and not a rotten animal, you must become to it as Galadriel descending her staircase to bless the Fellowship, becoming its lover, Lord, and Christ the good master it comes to know and thereby in faith does it cleave to your side as your noble steed, attack dog, and unending font of hatred, a hatred also called hope.
8:8
Do not commit to lifelong celibacy, lest you deny your flesh its secret hope of ecstatic desire fulfilled, and in so doing strip it naked and wretched before the wondrous, erotic, emotional, and conceptual tortures its Lord inflicts upon it for Reason-Agapes sake. Instead, it is better to find it a wife who will be its concrete universal an image of its desires made flesh for it to reach out to at last. Beware! Marry a human woman who is useful and whose face will speak beauty in love, not a pretty Orc. And beware! Those who stray from heterosexuality ye enter grey mists of confusion and tempt seduction as by devouring beasts.
8:9
With romanos there is no shame in the marital bed . . . but close the fucking door, will ya?
Chapter IX Ecstatos
9:1
Take the hate out of hate crimes: do it with love! (Thanks, Baldy.)
9:2
I will do what I must do, in accordance with the chaptered pathos preceding,
9:3
For my Sietch,
9:4
For my Country,
9:5
For my Race,
9:6
For my Species,
9:7
For my World,
9:8
For a Good Time,
9:9
For, in the end, my Christ,
9:10
And for the most beautiful girl in the world;
9:11
Lo, I am become death, shatterer of worlds!
9:12
For the sake of the blue in her eyes!
9:13
Love thine enemy, then kick his ass.
9:14
When in doubt, whip it out.
9:15
When in a hole, stop digging.
9:16
Always remember this: Socrates fucked your grandma and theres nothing you can do about it!
9:17
Ritually donning the skin of an enemy is a nobly childlike thing to do. Bid you give him yours in return, for a playful time.
9:18
Boredom is a mental crime. Learn to be worthy of Capital Punishment.
9:19
Come, train with me, little brother. Im not in the mood, elder brother. Mood is for love, not fighting! - (Attacks.)
9:20
Water discipline: Only spit poison.
9:21
Sietchcraft: Inhale a foul odour through the nose and exhale through the mouth. It is natural to feel curious after ones home atmosphere, unnatural ordinarily to prefer tasting it by the inverse breathing method. If the rudeness is fell, mouth-breathe to shame the originator.
9:22
Desertcraft: All places outside your or your extended familys sealed and checked sietch are desert, and so when you shall not relax.
9:23
Water discipline: Breathing: This is proper, but not iron; train faithfully and your flesh will come to switch with easy effort; cultivate not fleshly ignorance, here: (1) In the desert, in through the mouth and out through the nose; (2) in your or your extended familys sealed and checked sietch, in through the nose and out through the mouth; (3) during mental exertion, in through the nose, out through the nose; (4) during bodily exertion, in through the mouth, out through the mouth; (5) during sex, in through the nose and mouth, out through the nose and mouth; (6) in a toxic environment, nothing, to the limits of ones ability to resist oxygen addiction and in proportion to the appraised harmfulness of the air.
9:24
Water discipline: If you face a 12-ounce drinking glass containing 6 ounces of dihydrogen oxide and 6 ounces of breathable air, drink the water and breathe the air. Then what will they call you?
9:25
Water discipline: Toilet: Brush your teeth where possible: they are your Whitest fleshly asset; but waste only your own sietchs water.
9:26
Water discipline: Learn to recycle piss in some manner; it is a sad end for a Fighter to die of thirst on an ocean planet.
9:27
Water discipline: If you have two quarts of potable water in the desert, drink them down at once leaving only a slosh in your canteen to wet your tongue and throat periodically that you may retain the power of speech. There is no water discipline: you will live just as long with all of it in you as you will nursing at it, and if it is in you you will better carry its weight.
9:28
Water discipline: When dehydrating, Fighter, if there be a woman who is nursing but is without her babies, eye her breasts respectfully and without voice. She may take pity on you. If so, avoid greed.
9:29
Water discipline: When starving, if there be another human likewise with you, and you find food, tithe him some. If a pack attacks you, gobble it all or else spoil it. If with a comrade, what should I tell you? So, you will retain and teach your polite humanity and purchase a portion of hopeful hate for the system that devours you.
9:30
Water discipline: Graffiti: If it be white enough to make your settlement prettier, pass it by unless it be on your property; if it be Orc-marks, point to it or glare if angry, and spit upon it if one feels water-fat and brave enough to give lesson to the nearby commoner and alien of who owns things for the public good; but, best of all, if you can find the time, scrub it off with soap and a rag that the little Orcs pissing in your settlements face be perpetually seen to be in vain.
9:31
Water discipline: Cry only out of Agape, and seek to hold and drink back even those tears, that your body may know grace and cry out for you in all battle.
9:32
Desertcraft: Wash your hand with any kind of sterile water after shaking hands with an alien. With a white, treat it as healthy dirt unless they look unwholesome.
9:33
Desertcraft: When on treacherous terrain, discover how to walk without rhythm.
9:34
Water discipline: Images are longed for by the insecure, words by the righteous. Know when to look away from the former, and when to insist upon the latter.
9:35
Water discipline: Everything is a word, whether met or uttered by your mind or body. Test it all in cognitive critique that you might see through the selfish lie.
9:36
Water discipline: One cannot shame a Fremen by sullying his uniform or face, or by putting anything whatever into him. A Fremen gladly smiles at the sight and feel of an enemy shaming himself, the Fremen knowing his own righteousness.
9:37
Water discipline: Water may be potable for drinking, sterile for washing, and ill, respectively. Know the difference and be no respecter of tastes when caught in the desert.
9:38
Desertcraft: When caught in an alien country, in the desert here or the far away, play the game unless you come to wage useful War. You would expect no less in turn.
9:39
Desertcraft: Do your best and dont worry.
9:40
O Mother! They have destroyed my corpse!
SINE DIE
